Author ~ Desperate Cow

Chapter Ninety-Six~Ao!

As soon as the first fight in the No. 1 ring ended, the disciple in charge of registration said, "No. 3 and No. 4 are on stage. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

On the third, Ma Linglong looked at the jade card again and jumped into the ring.

"I didn't expect that I met Senior Sister Ma in my first fight, and I don't know if this is my luck or my misfortune!"

Immediately, a young outer disciple with a thin figure and deep-set eye sockets entered the ring.

This young man, named Luo Yan, ranked seventh among the disciples of the Second Peak Outer Sect.

Luo Yan knew very well the harm of the first disciple of the outer sect of each mountain peak, hugged his fists, and said with a wry smile: "I am verbose, please let Senior Sister Ma show mercy to her subordinates for a while, don't let Senior Brother lose too ugly." ”

Ma Linglong frowned, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the high-grade black-veined dragon spear was held in her hand.

With a gun in hand, Ma Linglong seemed to have become another person in an instant, it was an iceberg before, but now it is a spear ready to fire.

He only felt his head slammed, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he felt that he was not standing in front of a person, but a gun that had stabbed him in the throat, and a sense of fear that he would die at any time arose.

Russell is also the seventh ranked disciple of the outer sect of the second peak, but after a trance, he calmed down and patted the spirit beast bag.

Bumper Bumper!

Four iron-level stiffnesses equivalent to the sixth layer of Qi training jumped out of the coffin.

The four zombies are now verbose, in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest, forming a four-elephant array to protect him in the center.

At the same time, there was an extra black banner in his hand.

The flag is triangular, covered with dark red runes, and the flagpole is pitch black, long and long, and the red spear head stands on the flagpole.

The banner shook, and a black mist emerged from the flag, and then a ghost crying and howling sound came out of the black fog, and one by one, the ghosts were piercing through the black fog.

This pitch-black banner, called Ten Thousand Ghost Sail, is taboo to practice to 100,000 ghosts can become a top-level magic weapon, and there are thousands of ghost things in today's Ten Thousand Ghost Sail, which is a medium-grade magic weapon.

In an instant, the black mist spread out in a square circle, enveloping the wordy and four zombies in it.

"Senior Sister Ma, be careful. ”

There were long-winded words from the black mist, and the voice was empty and ethereal, making it difficult to hear the specific location of him in the black mist.

Boom!

The whole ring trembled, and then the black mist appeared in front of Ma Linglong, and one by one the hideous and terrifying ghosts let out dizzying screams from their mouths, and pounced directly on Ma Linglong.

The screams of the ghosts had no effect on Ma Linglong.

The black-veined dragon spear shook, and several invisible energies smashed the powerful ghosts that rushed over.

Ma Linglong raised his hands upward, and hundreds of invisible qi formed around the black-veined dragon spear, and an incomparably fierce momentum emanated from the black-veined dragon spear.

Ma Linglong snorted softly, the black-veined dragon spear buzzed, and the two lotus root-like jade arms were raised.

The black-veined dragon spear carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and smashed towards the black mist from top to bottom.

The black mist was like a watermelon being slashed by a large knife, split in two.

Whew!

The black-veined dragon lance was as fast as lightning, and it went down from top to bottom twice in succession, splitting the black mist into four parts.

There was no Russell in the four black fogs, and there was not a single zombie in sight.

At this time, the wordy man hidden in one of the black fogs struck the Ten Thousand Ghost Sail with a spell.

Ten Thousand Ghost Sails let out a slight tremble, and the four black mist rolled for a while, quickly closing together.

The black mist was fast, the black veined dragon spear was faster, and before the black mist could be combined, it was divided into eight groups again.

Bumper!

There were two zombies, disrupted by the black-veined dragon spear, and shot out of the ring.

Ma Linglong's left ear moved, turned around and stabbed the second black mist on the left behind her.

Touch!

A figure flew out of the ring from the black fog and fell under the ring.

Russell got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Thank you Senior Sister for your mercy." ”

"The third trumpet, the next group of No. 5 and No. 6 came to the stage to compete. ”

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At the same time, in the third ring, a plump Sun Qian with a cute baby face chased a middle-aged outer disciple with two twin hammers that were not comparable to her body.

This giant hammer, the head of which is as large as a black fight, is made of dark iron, and it is covered with dark golden runes.

The hammer rod is half a zhang long, dark red, and is made of a 500-year-old mahogany heart and a special secret method.

This pair of giant hammers is a set of magic weapons, take out one separately and use it, it is a medium-grade magic weapon, if the two are combined together, it is a high-grade magic weapon.

This middle-aged outer disciple only has the power to dodge, and has no ability to return profits, and his four zombies were all violently smashed outside the ring by Sun Qian.

This middle-aged man felt a wind in the back of his head, and when he looked back, he was not only in a trance, but also wanted to admit defeat.

Before he could speak, his head shattered like a watermelon.

The Yin Corpse Sect fights in the ring, and it has always been a matter of winning or losing, regardless of life or death, as long as you die in the ring, it will be a vain death.

Sun Qian put away his storage bag and sent out a blue flame, burning the middle-aged man's body into ashes.

In another ring, Yang Fenglin was holding a fan magic weapon, and with each fan, a black tornado formed.

The tornado is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, forming a funnel shape, and wanders around the ring.

At this time, there were already more than thirty black tornadoes in the ring where he was.

An outer disciple was passing Jun back and forth in the gaps of these tornadoes, controlling a cyan flying sword to attack Yang Fenglin from time to time.

At this moment, three tornadoes trapped the disciple in the middle.

This outer disciple, unable to avoid it, let out a loud shout, and a three-zhang tall giant elephant phantom formed behind him.

Three tornadoes crashed into the giant elephant's phantom, and the giant elephant stepped on all fours in the ring, emitting golden light from its body.

In an instant, the three tornadoes dissipated, and the giant elephant phantom dimmed by two points.

When the giant elephant phantom collided with the three tornadoes, the remaining tornadoes in the ring surrounded this disciple in the middle.

The corners of Yang Fenglin's mouth showed a hint of contempt, and then he said, "Burst!"

Bang!

The sound was like thunder in everyone's ears, and it shook everyone's ears near the ring!

At this time, everyone was watching the ring, Yang Fenglin was holding a fan in his hand and fanning gently, the disciple, who had more air in and less air, was lying motionless in the ring.

At the same time, in another ring, a mutant zombie of Hawking Fei passed one hand through the chest of a disciple and grabbed the opponent's heart.

Half an hour later, everyone had finished the first round of the competition, and the winner began the second round draw.

Chu Nan drew the No. 3 ring this time, and the sequence number was one, and when the record competition disciple announced the start of the competition, he went to the ring.

Ha ha!

A young man in white held a fan in his hand and landed in the ring: "I really didn't expect to meet you in the second round, which really surprised me!"

You know me, I don't know you, Chu Nan asked, "Who are you?"

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, and said incredulously: "You don't know me?"

Chu Nan shook his head and said affirmatively: "I don't know, why do you know you, you are not a beauty?"

The young man in white looked up at the sky, fanned the fan in his hand and said, "I am the first disciple of the outer sect of the fifth peak, and Yang Fenglin is also." ”

Profound!

Chu Nan replied simply.